All the important stuff happens inside us, and that’s what we concentrate on. We have enough ritual to keep our understanding always in plain view. ...very morning, I kneel and ask Him to be my Master for another day. He reaffirms His love and His responsibility for me. Sometimes, He rests His hands gently on my head and we meditate for a few minutes about what we have. Those are the sweetest moments! Every evening, He sits in his favorite chair and I kneel-sit in front of Him, put my hands on. .. but he didn’t ... not when he saw poor Gemma starting to wince up at every thrust of her mouth along Derek’s shaft. That just hardened his resolve more than his cock so he continued.“Well ... Gemma ... do you also remember how we said we would take people out in my boat so we can all fuck each other on the river ... do you remember that?”Gemma nodded slowly with Derek now looking sideways at Keith and not down at the girl with his dick in her mouth.“ ... and do you remember...” carried on. I always got hubby extra horny when I made the natives horny. So it was off to our room for us. Little did I know, hubby had packed away our toys for the trip as well. When we got back in he began to unpack some of our restraints, gags, blindfolds and other various toys I so loved him to use on me. I began to unzip my thigh high boots and he stopped me. "No no no," he said "You look good enough to fuck, lets keep it that way." he said laughing. Within minutes he had me blindfolded and gagged.. She took off her jacket and stepped out of the car and stood in the glare of the headlights. Jenna began to sway her hips to the music as I turned the interior light on, signalling to the other car owners that it was ok to approach. The guy that had just pulled in opened his door and got out. From my wing mirror I could see he was bulging in his lycra shorts. I watched Jenna beckon him over blowing him a kiss. He stood behind her as she danced grinding her sexy ass into his cock. I heard the.